I became a god through frontier slaughter, and I crushed the academy's prodigies!

A scorching wave of air brushed past his head.

Terrified, the gunman abandoned his weapon and scrambled back into the thick shadow of the wall.

Lin Qingyi forced back the surrounding enemies with a single strike, but did not rush forward recklessly, chasing into the dangerous defensive array of light.

She raised her blood-dripping sword, the tip pointing to a nearby, open, dilapidated stone fortress.

"Occupy a foothold!"

She turned back and shouted to her charging comrades, directing the squad to quickly establish a firing position.

"Don't all stupidly crowd against the wall; leave enough room to turn around and fight!"

The team unfolded in an orderly manner.

The slightly injured martial artist quickly retreated to a blind spot under cover to treat his wounds.

The long-armored warriors behind them were already waiting, and immediately stepped forward to take over their defensive positions.

Enemy troops pouring out from both sides of the city wall attempted to launch a counterattack and retake this vital ridge.

The muzzles of several secondary cannons on the side of the fleet lit up again, energy gathering at the muzzles.

For the enemy to retake the ridge, they must first withstand the fleet's artillery fire.

Outside the north wall, warriors held the front, while naval artillery provided support from the flanks. Relying on their weapons and the artillery fire from behind, the human race held this line.

The battle on the ground gradually stabilized, but the fighting in the air suddenly intensified.

Yan Qiao gripped his halberd, staring at the battle situation at the base of the wall below, a surge of blood rising in his throat.

Li Kui is dead.

Now, even Di Yan, who was as slippery as an eel, was blasted to annihilation by that iron lump.

Just moments before, he was planning to get the two of them to leave quickly so that the three of them could join forces to kill this troublesome human.

But now, there are no more Divine Realm experts outside the military fortress who can share the pressure brought by Shen Tian!

With both of his henchmen dead, Yan Qiao's last glimmer of hope vanished.

He didn't want to back out.

The worse the situation got, the more he wanted to fight Shen Tian to the death!

The dazzling black and gold light on the halberd dimmed, and the light pressed down on the halberd, causing it to fall heavily downwards.

Shen Tian kept his eyes on him, and immediately changed his move with his heavy sword, slashing horizontally!

The heavy sword came crashing down on him, but Yan Qiao didn't even try to block it.

He held the halberd tightly to his side, his shoulders, back, and arms tensed, the muscles beneath his scales hardening.

The golden patterns on his shoulders and back still retained the power of the divine realm, and now they all surged back and sank into his own bone marrow!

From deep within the bones, a series of fine cracking sounds emanated.

He was actually forcibly burning his own true bones!

Damage to the real bone can never be repaired.

Yan Qiao couldn't care less about anything else. The power gained from burning surged into his limbs, and the force of the explosion was even stronger than before!

The surrounding energy was squeezed and vibrated violently, and a sharp whistling sound stretched out in the void.

The sharpness of the sword collided head-on with this force, even causing Shen Tian's heavy sword to falter.

Yan Qiao suddenly raised his head.

His face was contorted with bulging veins, and his lifeless eyes held only Shen Tian.

He didn't even care about the burning bones; all he wanted was to kill the human in front of him!

There was no point in fleeing back to the fortress.

The defeat is set.

Even if he burns away the last bit of his true bones, even if his soul and spirit perish today, he will drag this human genius in front of him down to hell with him!

The black and gold halberd thrust out violently!

The halberd's edge grazed Yan Qiao's ribs and slashed upwards, creating a piercing whistling sound.

Shen Tian swung his heavy sword down.

The moment the sword's edge gripped the halberd shaft, the dark gold patterns on Yan Qiao's shoulders and back lit up.

The power of burning bones surged into his right arm, rushing forward along the shaft of the halberd.

The heavy sword was violently deflected, and the black-gold halberd's edge aimed straight for the Dharma Image's chest!

boom!

A massive, blood-red shield swept across.

The two heavy weapons collided head-on, and the shockwave exploded from the shield.

In mid-air, a dazzling black-gold sun suddenly expanded.

The sea of ​​clouds, spanning thousands of meters, caved inward violently, then was torn into countless fragments by the shockwave.

Shen Tian bent his forearm holding the shield backward in an arc.

On the shield, the dense blood patterns broke off one after another, and the sharp halberd blade forced open the crack, revealing a section of its tip.

Seeing that the halberd was about to break through the shield, Yan Qiao wished he could pierce Shen Tian right away!

Yan Qiao suddenly pressed down on the halberd shaft, firmly wedging it against the edge of the giant shield.

The massive body pressed forward, and its left hand, like a steel claw, reached out and grabbed Shen Tian's bent arm.

A flash of crimson light appeared, and a long spear thrust straight at him!

Yan Qiao spread his five fingers and gripped the gun barrel tightly.

The black scales on his palm rubbed violently against the sharp spear blade, scattering large amounts of dazzling sparks.

He forcefully pressed the spear down, putting all the strength of his right arm on the halberd shaft, and the black and gold halberd tip slowly approached the Dharma Image's chest.

Click click click!

The sound of bones cracking emanated densely from deep within Yan Qiao's right shoulder.

The power gained from burning his true bones was still flowing into his arm.

The bones were breaking, but Yan Qiao didn't even flinch, continuing to press the halberd forward.

As long as this halberd goes in completely, he can nail that human hidden in the Dharma Image to death in mid-air!

The void beneath Shen Tian's feet suddenly tightened.

Just as the phantom of the Origin Realm was about to open a crack outwards, a heavy black-gold light crashed down, pressing the phantom back to its original position.

The surrounding air became as heavy as iron, and even the sharpness of the weapons brought up by the six arms of the Dharma Image was briefly distorted.

Shen Tian's gaze swept across the room and settled on Yan Qiao's shoulders and back.

The golden vein ran along the spine to the right shoulder, and power was flowing through it into the arm that held the halberd.

The other team is waiting for him to switch positions.

As long as Shen Tian diverts his power to tear open space and dodge, the blood shield in front will be completely pierced by this halberd.

The heavy sword was pulled back and pressed down on the halberd shaft.

The two forces collided, causing the sword to vibrate and flashes of lightning to erupt continuously.

But the black and gold halberd only paused for half a second before pressing down again.

The valley entrance in the distance.

Tianheng had just covered the evacuation of the last gunboat.

He looked up and quickly locked his gaze on the sky.

Two enormous figures, one red and one black, were locked in a fierce, close-quarters battle.

The giant shield and the spear were both stuck by Yan Qiao and could not move.

Shen Tian's other weapons continued to slash, aiming for corners where Shen Tian couldn't easily defend himself. Each time they struck, a large section of the nearby clouds exploded.

The energy shield surrounding the Tianheng machine body rippled violently.

Even from such a distance, the suppressive force emanating from the center of the battlefield still caused his mech armor to creak and groan.

He gripped the heavy blade in his left arm, but did not charge blindly.

Shen Tian's six arms had already cut that airspace into an impenetrable barrier.

Now that he's intervening, Shen Tian has to hold back and give him an angle to attack.

"The road to the south has been blocked; I'm covering the perimeter."

Tianheng's voice came through the channel, short and crisp.

Tianheng pushed the power to its maximum, and the machine transformed into a streak of light, blocking Yan Qiao's possible retreat route.

Shen Tian heard this and sneered, tightening his arm holding the shield.

The halberd was already at his chest, but Shen Tian met the halberd's tip head-on and stepped forward!

laugh!

The black-gold halberd blade completely tore through the shield and cut deeply into the Dharma Image's chest.

The crimson protective light shattered with a deafening roar, and the enormous Dharma form with three heads and six arms, bearing the laceration on its chest, crashed solidly into Yan Qiao!

Yan Qiao's expression changed drastically.

The recoil force pushed back along the halberd shaft, striking Yan Qiao's chest. He let out a muffled thud and spat out a mouthful of blood.

At the same time, the scattered blood patterns on Faxiang's chest instantly pulled together.

A flash of crimson light, and the blood-red patterns once again protected Shen Tian's body behind him.

The Divine Punishment Blade has arrived!

A flash of cold light appeared on the blade, and the battle sword slashed towards Yan Qiao's neck from the side!

Yan Qiao hastily tilted his head, using the still intact, thick squamous bone on the side of his neck to brace himself.

clang!

The black and gold protective aura was cleaved in two with a single strike.

The blade sliced ​​through flesh and blood, striking the deep bone with tremendous force, sending out blinding sparks.

Yan Qiao lowered his shoulder, his left hand still gripping the spear, refusing to loosen his grip even slightly.

He was determined to cripple Shen Tian's frontal defenses first!

The heavy sword slammed down again, pressing the halberd shaft downwards.

A battle axe followed closely behind, whistling as it cleaved down, aiming straight for Yan Qiao's left wrist.

The blazing flames scorched the scales on the back of his hand. Unable to withstand the intense heat and sharpness, Yan Qiao was finally forced to let go.

But he did not withdraw his hand.

Thick fingers brushed against the gun barrel, and the palm slammed forward, striking the shoulder of the man holding the gun!

boom!

The crimson shoulder armor shattered with a deafening roar. The arm was flung outwards uncontrollably from the impact.

Yan Qiao seized the opportunity to draw his long halberd.

The black-gold halberd swept across the edge of the shield, tearing the protective barrier on the Dharma Image's chest!

Shen Tian blocked the halberd's edge with his sword, resisting the downward pressure of the halberd.

The heavy back of the blade was pressed almost against his face.